There never was a beginning.
There never is an end.
All you’ve ever done,
All there’s to do,
is walk around the circle;
over and over
and over, again…
until you’re done.
You don’t need
to stop,
or start again.
You just need,
to realise
what you’re doing
and decide,
if you want
to keep doing it,
or no longer.
There’s no grand felicitation,
for stopping.
There’s no shame either,
in not.
There’s nothing,
to get.
There’s nothing,
to not.
Everything is
what it is.
Leave it be.
The centre
of this circle
is within.
Yet you encircle
all, without.
© Jay Kaushal
This is great, identifying your self and striving for what you want is really important. Thanks for the refresher 🙂
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I am glad you felt refreshed. These aren’t my original thoughts, only the words. The poem illustrates the fundamental philosophy of Mahayana Buddhism. You see, the circle is the cycle of death and rebirth treading which the layman becomes a Bodhisattva and the Bodhisattva, eventually becomes the Buddha. 🙂
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Ill need to read more into it!
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You should. Especially after reading that poem you wrote..wow! you must. Here’s the master himself to initiate you: https://youtu.be/Q5-f76yR710 Hope this helps..
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I just LOVE this one! It’s deep, insightful, terribly smart and so so precise!
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Wow. You never get so excited about any of my poems. This must be good indeed. Haha Thanks!!! 🙂
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Actually I rarely get so excited in general… 😄😄😄but this one is extremely precise and deep! Clap 👏
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Hehe you’re too kind to me B. Thanks. 🙂
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… honestly… just being realistic…
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The words have been very beautifully etched!
Regards
Amrita
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Thank you so much Amrita.. Appreciate your comment. 🙂
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